am-books Chapter 283 : 283-Hanging by a Thread!
Chapter 283 : 283-Hanging by a Thread!
"It looks like big brother has already engaged in combat, what do we do? Should we go help?"
Leopold bit his lip; he was quite familiar with John's skills and could clearly recognize that the recent flash of white light was John's signature Light Sword Rain!
It seemed that John had either discovered something or encountered a situation that forced him to act.
"I've said to wait for the signal."
Isabella's tone was icy, as if devoid of any emotion.
Hearing Isabella's tone, Leopold felt increasingly anxious.
If it weren't for big brother's explicit instructions to follow Isabella's commands, he would have already lost control.
Although Archibald was also very anxious, he patted his good friend's shoulder.
"Remember, if we go now, we'll disrupt big brother's plan; we must hold back."
After taking a deep breath, Leopold tried to calm himself down, a hint of worry shining in his eyes as he intently watched the direction of the village.
Meanwhile, in the village, things were far from calm.
Several squad leaders approached a priest and knelt before him.
"Please intervene, High Priest!"
As they watched the villagers fall one by one, like slicing through vegetables, the squad leaders grew increasingly anxious.
They realized that if they stepped forward, they were sure to be killed.
No matter what, they must make the deity happy!
Only the High Priest's long-range attacks might have a chance to restrain that man.
"The High Priest has been graced by the deity's presence, which proves that he must have a way to handle this. We don't need to add to his troubles," one of the priests said.
The others maintained their silence.
Upon reflection, it indeed seemed true—the High Priest was the most powerful person in their midst.
Now that the deity had chosen to inhabit his body, it meant that the High Priest would become even more formidable.
They needed to do nothing but wait for the High Priest's next move.
That was the plan, but it soon became apparent that something was amiss.
The ordinary villagers were quickly being dispatched by John, one after another, and even some devotees were powerless to resist.
John was like a god of death, throwing explosive skills into the crowd and leaving close-quarters slashing to those nearby.
His garments were stained red with blood, none of it his own, and the ground was soaked with it.
Despite John's fierce actions, there were simply too many people here!
The monster was furious that such a tiny ant had managed to evade death for so long.
It roared and charged directly toward John, its huge palm slamming down onto the floor in front of him.
Boom!
The floor instantly cracked, making the earth itself tremble.
John nearly fell, but he managed to stab his knife into the ground to stabilize himself.
The green energy shot directly towards the brides.
One of the brides couldn't dodge in time and when the viscous green liquid touched her, her bridal gown was instantly corroded away significantly.
Pain etched itself across the bride's face.
John could guess that these brides were originally formed from accumulated resentment, their bridal gowns symbols of their power.
Now that the gown was so corroded, their strength had greatly diminished.
Although their level remained high, they stood no chance against the monster.
Fire Meteor!
Light Sword Rain!
Thorned Rock Serpent!
John unleashed one skill after another, and two serpents rose from the ground instantly.
The serpents' tails swept across the ground, flinging the devotees into the air.
The villagers watched in horror as these two giant serpents appeared.
They screamed in panic, and at the same time, the black mist around them thickened.
Enveloped in the black mist, the monster displayed an expression of enjoyment, its body growing even larger.
What started as a 3-meter tall creature was now almost 4 meters tall!
One of the brides tried to stop the monster but was kicked away.
The green liquid, as if alive, wrapped itself around the bride.
Almost instantly as it enveloped her, the bride let out a piercing scream of agony.
John watched as the bride's wedding gown was rapidly corroded right before his eyes.
Even the bride's very essence turned into black smoke, completely dissolving in the green liquid.
Such terrifying corrosive power! In an instant, one of the brides had vanished, and the abilities of the other seemed greatly diminished.
John clenched his teeth as he observed everything unfolding before him.
Although his own power was recovering, the monster's strength was also increasing.
Both were rapidly regaining power; it was now a race to see whose strength would recover faster.
John needed to kill all the villagers and devotees, while the monster could also enhance its power by devouring them.
The fear and panic emitted by these people in their final moments could also serve as nourishment for it.
With this calculation, John had no real chance of winning.
No! He absolutely couldn't just give up like this!
John bit down hard and dodged an attack from one of the devotees with a swift side step.
He kicked a nearby torch, sending it flying.
The torch landed on a fuse he had prepared earlier.
Boom!